Shoushan Town is rich in mountain craftsmen!

Because there are many strange rocks in Shoushan Mountain, with a little carving and stacking, they can be turned into rockeries, which are deeply loved by wealthy families.

It can be said that those whose big peaks are particularly beautiful are not only given the title of marquis, but are also given gold belts.

Therefore, there were many poor families from all over the country who sent their children to work as apprentices and beg for food.

If you can enter the master's Dharma eyes and be taught skills, you will become a firecracker from the ground without even saying it - a meteoric rise.

So on the other side of the mountain, there are villages sending their children here from time to time.

It's a pity that the disciples of the church starved to death.

The master craftsman has always closely guarded the art of carving and stacking.

The apprentices who came here to learn skills either went to the mountains to quarry rocks or did trivial chores.

There is always a risk of death.

No, two apprentices died in Boyan Shiji a few days ago.

It is said that when he was going up the mountain to quarry stone, he stepped on the ground and subconsciously pulled his companion, causing them to fall down the slope and die.

The life of a child in the mountains is as cheap as grass. Boyan Shiji still paid some money and the matter was settled.

Unexpectedly, transporting the corpse has become a big problem.

The two apprentices' homes were on the opposite side of the mountain. If they took the official road, they would have to walk for seven or eight days.

Not to mention that the carriage and horse shop charged a very high price. Even if you paid the money and transported it to the other side, in this burning July, I'm afraid it would be stink of maggots.

But if we walk on a mountain road, who would dare to carry a corpse, not to mention that the mountain road is rugged and difficult to navigate?

Hey!

Don’t tell me, if there is demand, there is a market.

In this world, there are really people who eat this kind of food alone.

Known as: Corpse Exorcist.

"Taoist Priest, do you think this is strange? Not only did they not carry the corpse when transporting it, they even made the corpses line up and walk back by themselves!"

"I just saw it, it was really a big bunch of clouds, jumping and jumping out of the village and walking towards the mountains!"

The good-natured farmer carrying the hoe was boasting and spitting, with an expression that was both excited and a little timid.

Mo Chuan felt a little moved when he heard this.

If he guessed correctly, this is probably some kind of corpse control technique!

If you can learn this, it can be regarded as a skill that allows you to make a living.

"May I ask, brother, which direction did the corpse driver go?" Mo Chuan asked quickly.

"Taoist master, are you going to chase the corpse hunter?" The old man's voice trembled.

"Haha, look at that elm head of yours. The Taoist Master is trying to avoid the corpse-killer. Who would care to come near those unlucky things?"

A man in green clothes next to him laughed and said: "Taoist priest, I can see clearly that they are heading towards the Shoushan Shuiqiao Creek Trail."

Mo Chuan heard this and quickly handed over his hands: "Thank you for your advice, brother!"

As he said that, he looked at the tea stall owner again: "Old man, how much does the tea cost?"

The stall owner waved his hand: "Taoist priest, you're welcome. I won't charge you for half a bowl of strong tea!"

Mo Chuan was not polite and humble, he reached into his arms, took out a ghost-deterring instrument, and handed it over.

"Old man, please keep it. You can carry it with you on weekdays. Little devils don't dare to get close."

"Okay, okay."

The stall owner quickly wiped his hands on his clothes and then reached out to take it.

"Sorry for disturbing you, take your leave."

Mo Chuan cupped his hands and walked away.

"It's really strange. This is the first time I see a Taoist priest traveling at night."

Looking at Mo Chuan's back, the man in green shook his head and his expression suddenly changed: "Hey, why did the Taoist head go towards Shuiqiao Creek?"

"Taoist Master, that's the direction of Shuiqiao Creek. Don't go there, don't go there——"

The stall owner heard the sound and looked over, and as expected, he quickly opened his mouth and shouted.

Under the dim twilight, I saw the Taoist priest raising his hand to indicate that he heard, and then plunged into the vast night.

…

The night is empty and shrouded in mist.

The mountain trails that are still somewhat popular during the day have turned into deserted graves at night.

The strange rocks of Shoushan Mountain, which are admired by the world, are stacked randomly beside the path, like lonely tombs.

In the roaring mountain wind, puffing out clouds and whispering, it seems like you are picking and choosing.

"Jingle Bell……"

Suddenly, the sharp sound of bells came faintly from the deep mountains and old forests, making people's hearts tighten.

After a while, the thick fog broke.

A man wearing a bamboo hat and a Taoist robe shook the soul-calming bell in his left hand, and held a small gong stick in his right hand. Accompanied by the sound of the bell, he banged the Yin-calling gong on his waist.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Yin people are in a hurry, and yang people avoid it. If you want to avoid it, you will take care of yourself if anything happens..."

Under the gloomy night, a treacherous pedestrian appeared behind the gong-beating Taoist priest, walking slowly on the Yangchang Mountain Road.

I saw this group of people all stretching their arms, connected to each other in a line, jumping in unison, and the scene was really weird and terrifying.

This group of people is none other than the corpse exorcists who were talking about it among the tea stall idlers.

"The great corpse's life, exchange it?"

A tentative greeting came from among the jumping corpses.

"How many steps have you taken? It's early, don't be slippery!"

The big corpse who led the way turned around to scold the young corpse who was hiding among the corpses.

"oh!"

A muffled hum came from the group of corpses.

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound of the gong came again at two o'clock, and the great corpse was still banging in his own way, staggering along the mountain road.

"Da Zhi Ming, stop knocking. There should be no one in the deep mountains and old forests!"

The young corpse’s voice came again.

"Hehe, of course there is no one in the deep mountains and old forests."

A sound of agreement came, but the jumping zombie suddenly stopped.

Because the voice was high-pitched and sharp, she sounded like a charming lady, but also like a sneaky woman hiding in the ghostly forest, looking at the mountain road with evil intentions.

"who?"

The voice of young corpse Ming came from the group of corpses.

"Silence!"

Da Zhiming, who was leading the way, reprimanded, quickly grabbed a handful of talismans from the package of talismans and threw them out, while muttering something:

"People come to separate the heavy paper, ghosts come to separate the mountains;"

“Thousands of evils cannot be removed, and all evils cannot be removed.”

The talismans spilled out, and the forest seemed to become silent.

The corpse listened carefully for a while, and when he saw that there was no more coquettish sound, he felt relieved and held the gong stick in his hand, about to strike.

"Hehe, old Taoist priest, is this all you have?"

Unexpectedly, the sharp voice came again, accompanied by a faint sneaky chuckle, which made people panic.

"Walk!"

Upon hearing this, Da Zhi Ming's expression changed, he said no more, pressed down his bamboo hat, lowered his head, and walked away.

The group of corpses that stopped jumped up again, and their movements became much more chaotic.

"call out!"

Suddenly something flew from the forest and hit Da Zhi Ming with a loud bang.

DaZiMing paused for a moment and continued on his way.
To be continued...